#mostly bc i'm having fun & i will not be stopped

[bacchuschucklefuck]

dreaming abt sophomore year class swap bard!riz

[mybuginette]

i have more of this

[thebramblewood]

livin' like angels, livin' like devils

[arlo-venn]

Arlo & I are making this trip via this route after next week, if anybody lives anywhere we're rollin' through and wants to say hi :-) I can't cross into Canada at all because my passport is expired.

I can't post specific dates publicly bc I don't trust my last two exes not to be insane, but I can via DM :)

[shimmerluna]

YRTS: Sara I

view context and the rest of the series here!

Is Sara "ungrateful," or is she tired of being treated like a child by both her mother and her little brother when she's trying to move on from the way she was bullied?

I see why they might've been more protective of her while she was at Marieberg, but she's clearly growing up and trying to move on and gain autonomy/independence, and they won't stop treating her like she can't take care of herself. That wasn't necessarily the issue she was having, though; the problem was that people didn't like her as a person and bullied her because of how they perceived her, not that she was actually incompetent in any way. Now that she doesn't have to deal with bullying, she's doing much better, and it might feel like her family is holding her back in the Marieberg times with their helicoptering.

[necrotic-nephilim]

Any ships you don’t like in the batfam fandom that is popular?

OOOH this is such a fun question because I have quite a few

StephCass - i'll be honest this is one of those ships where the fandom ruined it for me. because 2000s StephCass is an elite dynamic, they care for each other so deeply. but the fandom has been intent on defanging and purifying this ship. i don't know *why* but StephCass seems most popular with the anti-Batcest crowd who get very mad if you compare it to ships they deem Batcest. i have an entire meta commentary on this in my drafts I'll likely never post discussing why the only reason StephCass gets the pass for not being Batcest ties directly into misogyny (because the women of the Batfam need to exist as love interests first, not family members so Steph was never going to truly get to exist as a "full" Batfam member so long as she could remain a viable love interest for Tim, and the same can apply to Babs, Helena, and even Cass in some cases) and that just sours me to it. like if i want yuri in Batfam i think there are far more interesting/fucked up ships for Steph like Babs/Steph or Helena/Steph. and when it comes to what i'd actually like to see in canon, i don't want to see Steph relegated to love interest of a Batfamily member, even if it's queer. let her date and exist outside of Gotham the way every other Batfam member gets to, DC *please*.

Bruce/Selina - i can't fully articulate why this ship isn't my thing, it just isn't. i think i just can't conceivably agree with Selina letting go of so many of her fundamental morals and beliefs for the sake of a man, even one she loves such as Bruce. ironically, i think that's one of the few things Gotham War got right about these two. the only canon love interest i like for Bruce is Zatanna and i mourn we'll never get much of that.

JayRoy - i will admit when i was newer to DC the first comics i picked up for Jason were all New-52 and i shipped this. but now that i'm a pre-Flashpoint truther and i've actually read well-written Roy Harper comics, i only see the flaws in this ship. ngl if ppl were actually fun and interesting with it, playing with the idea of Roy knowing Jason as Robin and still seeing him as just Dick's little brother who's gone a little mental, it *could* be fun. but this Red Hood & the Outlaws (2011) and Red Hood/Arsenal (2015) dynamic *butchers* the fuck out of Roy and strips him of everything interesting. and even as a Batfamily stan, my number one pet peeve is when other DC characters get *butchered* in a Batfamily character's book just for the sake of propping up the Bat as some kind of savior. free Roy Harper from this mans.

Bruce/Oliver - we could be here all day if i listed all the Bruce ships i don't like, but i figure this one has to be included. because oh my god either the people shipping this *really* don't understand Oliver Queen or they just hate his ass because why would you subject Oliver to this man. he can't *stand* Bruce. i really hate the popular BruOliie shipping dynamic of like "oh they were boarding school besties" because if you want that, you *should* like Bruce/Zatanna, not these two. Oliver just always gets butchered in these fics and i won't stand for it.

Tim/Bernard - the ESSAYS i could write on this ship and why i dislike it. the fucking *fear* DC (and most popular media tbh) has with depicting queer relationships as anything other than totally perfect and cute for fear of accusations of homophobia has stripped this ship of *any* real grit. Bernard is a non-character in Tim Drake: Robin, he exists to cheer Tim on and prop him up and just be The Boyfriend. we occasionally get glimpses of an interesting character with really interesting trauma and nothing is *done* with it bc at the end of the day, Tim and Bernard must be perfect and cute. what's fun about Tim is he is the *worst* boyfriend alive. that boy is *ass* at dating. all of his relationships are rich with conflict and yet the moment he dates a guy suddenly all of his flaws vanish? i hate it. i mourn what this could've been if we kept messy Tim Drake and had a Bernard who was actually informed by his trauma. DC please let gays be messy again. also of all of Tim's 90s/00s friends to bring back as a love interest, Bernard Dowd was just a *bizarre* fucking choice. Sebastian Ives was *right* there come on now.

Any Crossover Ship - look if crossovers are your cup of tea i'm happy for you but oh my god if i have to see that little green ghost boy or that ladybug girl in the Batfam one more time i think i may explode. i have a lot of thoughts on *why* i think specifically Danny Phantom and Miraculous Ladybug get crossed over as often as they do with the Batfam, but i don't think anyone wants to year that. my only exception to this is Jason/Bucky Barnes, but it *has* to be comics!Bucky. like. Judd Winick's Jason and Ed Brubaker's Bucky would hatefuck and that i wish to see it. any other crossover ship (especially the Peter Parker ones that seem to be rising in popularity) just do *not* do it for me.

honestly besides that i don't think i dislike many ships. (aside from being super opinionated on Bruce ships, but that's mostly bc ppl will use him to butcher the character they ship him with) there are some ships i'm neutral to because i simply do not know enough to have an opinion (like Dick/Wally). i guess the only Batcest ship i'm not particular to is Bruce/Damian, but I wouldn't say that one is popular nor would i say i dislike it, just that it's not my cup of tea. most Batcest ships click for me in one way or another because i like their Weird dnyamics. i guess i could also say i dislike most ships that have come out of Young Justice (tv) because. oh my *god* why were those group of characters put together on a team. it's baffling. but even then it's not disliking those ships, it's moreso disliking that show's depiction of those characters so. everything is really dependant on the canon context for me!

[eggmeralda]

that period of time between south park post covid being announced in 2021 to summer 2022 when everyone got obsessed with truffula flu was moderately heavenly

[keeps-ache]

ouhhh i'm turning into my grandmother [chewing on wriggley's gum]

[cosmicloved]

nice that this year's april fool's joke really just hacked into the part of my brain that got really into cookie clicker for about a week

[polaroidcats]

I was tagged by the lovely @squintclover to share my 9 favourite books. This was SO hard, and I knew this is the kind of thing I will absolutely overthink so I just looked at my bookcase and picked the first 9 books that stood out to me:

I'm not going to tag anyone specific but if you want to do this tag you are now officially tagged! Please tag me in your posts so I can be nosy, I love these kinds of tags!! <3

[the-hilda-librarians-wife]

YOOO UR BIO HAS UR NAME NOW?? I’m so proud of you for coming out to the fandom, this is a monumental occasion <3

KJSFKJSHKJFHSDKJFHDF coming out to the fandom as a real person who exists beyond being married to Kaisa 😍😍

[prismaticutie]

I've been watching a lot of Omega Strikers guide videos lately and the one thing all of them have in common is that every single one of them highlights the importance of "just have fun".

That's something people say all the time, about any game. But there was one guide I watched yesterday, and in addition to giving that tip, also mentioned the importance of not being toxic and blaming your losses on your teammates.

This is genuinely the most helpful tip of all time. Like this guide really grilled into me just how horrible having that toxic mentality is. The full first minute of the video was dedicated to that. He also talked about how being toxic and playing w that mentality actively makes you worse at the game, period. Full stop. And he explained the reasoning for that as well.

I've heard this said and yeah I believe it as well, but this was the first time I'd ever had it thoroughly explained to me. It really put things into perspective for me.

Hoping I can improve at both Omega Strikers and Splatoon by keeping this in mind 👍

[soubiapologist]

using this blessed image like a piece of cheese in a rat trap to try and coax my talestuals (tales mutuals) into reading loveless. alternatively using this image to coax my loveletuals (loveless mutuals) to play tales

[riftwalker-limbro]

natah - part 2

masterpost

mild cephalon fragments spoilers

----

Once the floofs were once again secure, they turned their mind back to the task of figuring out what the hell all that was.

The Lotus managed to gather her thoughts quicker.

“I have requisitioned explosives for your next mission, which will be to collapse the tomb of the Sentient so it cannot escape. You must go retrieve the explosives and go plant them, and ensure they manage to-”

“What is your relationship to the Sentient?” they demanded, frustration running over. As soon as they’d let it out, though, a calm flooded their senses, and they felt a bit sheepish for being so harsh.

The Lotus’ next response did kind of deserve it, though, they thought privately. “The Sentient is a relic of the Old War. If it cannot be kept dormant, it must be kept trapped. My interest is in keeping it away from other life in the system, so it would be beneficial to our cause if you could complete this assignment as soon as you can, Tenno.” There was actual snark in her voice.

“Sentient!” Kali signed, grabbing their attention. Its movements were much more fluid now than they had been last time, and spoke to a self-assured character. “I am hunting the Sentient, too, though for different reasons than the Grineer. Need to get my revenge.”

They took a second to catch the implication. “The Sentient was the thing controlling you?”

“Yes!”

“Do you know anything else about it?”

Kali fingerspelled it out. “H-u-n-h-o-w. Its name is Hunhow.”

“Lotus,” Ordis asked carefully, but they could tell that his angry glitched voice wasn't far away. “What do you know about Hunhow?”

The Lotus, having previously refused to say much at all, outright disconnected. Then, the nav console dinged - she’d sent them coordinates to the market where the explosives would be waiting for them.

“Some guts on that- ahem. Setting a course to pick up the explosives. Round trip time will be about half an hour,” Ordis reported, biting back the glitch with noticeable annoyance. At himself or at the Lotus - likely both in equal measure, at this point. They couldn’t help but sympathise.

“She clearly knows about the Sentient- about Hunhow,” they signed, thinking out loud. “She probably knows about Natah as well. If only she hadn’t run like a coward.”

“Natah is her name,” Kali signed, as if it was the most normal thing.

They took a second to respond. “What?”

“When Hunhow was controlling me, I could see inside his mind,” Kali explained. “Natah is the Lotus. Hunhow is very angry with her.”

“Let me get this- are you certain?”

“Yes,” Kali signed, short, visibly annoyed, as if it were their fault the bombshells were dropping with the frequency of a soma’s bullets.

“Ordis,” they signed, turning around. “Do you remember anything about this?”

He’d been suspiciously silent through their discussion. They hoped he realised they weren’t excluding him just because a new person was on board.

“... there’s a void there, too,” he said, quietly, cold frustration evident in his voice, adding to the annoyance from his glitches earlier. This wasn't a good day for him.

“That’s okay,” they replied, mind going a mile a minute. “If Hunhow knows Natah - the Lotus, then she probably knows him too, which would explain why she was barely surprised. Or at least, not nearly as surprised as we are.”

“Natah is Hunhow’s daughter,” Kali supplied.

They stared at it for a few seconds. “Anything else?”

“No,” it signed, immediately crossing its arms afterwards. Cheeky.

They zoned in on it, annoyed now. They felt like it was playing with them. “How did you even get to Uranus? I didn’t see any other ships nearby.”

“Actually,” Ordis piped up, sounding happy to finally have something to say. “Ordis detected another Liset flying away after dropping you off.”

They held their head and wanted desperately to have a throat that could make noise again, just so they could scream. “Can we please bring relevant things up without me having to ask for them? This is very hard to work with. I need all available information if we’re to plan this successfully.”

“A-alright,” Ordis said, subdued. Okay, they felt a little bad about that one. But it wasn’t all their fault.

Biting away their frustration with the situation and themself, they looked back at Kali.

“Kali, where’s your ship now?”

“Probably on base,” it signed. “which is Kronia Relay, for now. Cephalon Yura knows my vitals, knows I’m safe, so she’s letting me be until I signal for her.”

Nodding to that, another question for Kali popped up in their mind. They barely dared to ask, but they had to know.

“Do you know what the difference is between a Tenno and a Warframe?”

Kali jerked back as if burned. “No,” it signed, the motion quick enough to generate a small air current in the Orbiter. “Don't ask me that.”

They couldn’t let it go. It was too frustrating. “I need to know, no one will tell me-”

“Because it is a cursed secret,” it replied, a tinge of despair now to their movements. “If you don't know it yet, count yourself lucky. And Hunhow doesn't know it either, and it must stay that way, so I will not tell you."

Oh. Well, that changed things. “Fine, I’ll forget about it, but which one are you? We were discussing-”

Kali tensed up again, before replying. “There are more differences than just Tenno or Warframe. Surely you know this, Sufford.”

The part of them that was called Sufford sang out at that, revelling in being acknowledged. The other part of them was just more confused, now. But, then they had arrived at the trading post, and they left Kali alone with Ordis to go pick up the explosives.

—

Kali looked up at the cameras of the ship. It had an inkling about something, and it was going to investigate.

“Ordis, which one are you?” it asked, deliberately keeping vague.

“Pardon?” he replied. There it was again: that particular lilt. The accent was buried under Orokin conditioning, but it knew it had recognised it. Now it just had to lure out the rest. And the best way, it knew from experience, was to ask stupid questions.

“Warframe or Tenno?”

“What the hell are you- Ordis is confident that you know that he is neither, Kali.”

He was uncomfortable. Time for the final nail in the coffin.

“Warrior or Orokin dog?”

The sound that came out of the speakers was a furious mechanical glitch. And finally, there he was.

“I am no dog to those lords of hot air and bloodied-blue hands,” he spat. “My loyalty is to my brothers and sisters, my peers alone.”

The lights on the Orbiter started to flicker. Kali suddenly realised it may have gotten into something more than it had been expecting. Last time she’d seen him in the flesh, he hadn’t been nearly as angry.

“They tried to make me one of their own number, and for my rejection, they imprisoned me in steel and glass,” Ordis thundered. “I will break free, and-”

—

The second the Liset reattached to the Orbiter and the ramp descended, a stranger’s voice with a familiar accent was hurling threats through the speakers. The moment they were noticed, however, the yelling cut out with an awful screech. The lights flickered briefly, before returning to their regular setting.

Kali stood a little ways away, frozen, hands raised in an almost defensive position.

“Ordis?” they signed. No response.

They turned to the other. “What the fuck did you do? What was that?”

"Nothing," it replied hastily.

A click, and then - "Op- Tenn- ugh," Ordis groaned, and it almost sounded like he was in pain.

"Ordis, are you alright?" they signed, concerned.

"Kali, Ordis would appreciate if you did not try that again," he warned instead, sounding wearier than the five minute timespan they were out for had warranted.

Kali meekly signed its agreement.

"What happened?!" they signed, thoroughly frustrated and movements choppy and wide, as close to shouting as they could get. 

"I asked some bad questions," Kali answered, sheepish.

"Right after telling me not to ask bad questions myself?" they scolded. They threw their hands up in frustration when no one answered.

They decided they might as well try and finish the mission before anyone killed anyone else, with stupid questions or otherwise. "Ordis, could you start the flight back to wherever these explosives need to go?"

"Why the hell not- ahem. Setting flight path."

The glitch felt more present than usual. Now that they thought about it, the yelling earlier had sounded a lot like the glitch, but with a slightly deeper voice, and a bone-deep fury and hatred that not even glitched Ordis possessed. They shook it off in favour of going to inspect their arsenal thoroughly, even though it barely needed it. Kali was left to twiddle its thumbs.

"Hey," it signed, tapping on the wall to get their attention. They turned around with an internal sigh.

"What?"

"What does Ordis call you?"

"He-"

"Currently fucking nothing," the glitch butted in again, before being violently suppressed with static. Ordis didn't even try to salvage that one.

"It's just, it wasn't Sufford," they signed, curious. "That was your name, right?"

"Sufford?" Ordis said, perking up. "That sounds familiar, but not quite right."

"We've been trying to remember my name for weeks now," they signed, annoyed. "I don't know where Sufford came from, but it's… not correct for all of me? I don’t really understand it."

Kali gave a sympathetic wince and a knowing glance they didn't completely like. "What about nicknames?"

"Can't find one that fits enough."

"What about callsigns? They're like nicknames but cooler and with lower emotional stakes."

Ordis simulated the sound of sucking in a breath. For an AI, he sure had non-language cues down to a T.

"You got an idea for a callsign for me, Ord-"

"Hyena. Your old callsign was Hyena," he said, fast, excited. "I remember now. You took care of the squad, left no one behind, amd you- eviscerated- were ruthless with the enemy."

"Oh," they signed, entirely surprised. "That's settled then, I guess. Sure solves one annoying problem. Thanks, Ordis."

Ordis gave a little breathless laugh, pride shining through.

The nav console dinged. The ship was in orbit of Uranus, and the Liset ready to take off.

"Let's go solve the other one," Hyena said, beckoning Kali into the landing craft and signaling for Ordis to launch it.

[wander-wren]

soooo.....just testing the waters, not sure what to do yet if anything, but pre-musk i was using twitter to attempt to promote my original fiction (i do that, btw, i'm not sure if i ever talked about it here), and now of course twitter is...twitter.

i took a break in november to return to tumblr instead and focus on fandom, which has been great, but i tried going back to twitter at the beginning of the month and it's...boring. aggressively curating my bubble so i don't fall into the pits of despair just makes it boring.

twitter is, unfortunately, a bit of an industry hub, but it's also dying and i'm no good at it, so i'm not exactly tempted to stay. i'm considering moving my original stuff to tumblr as well maybe?

i write primarily YA fantasy, sometimes scifi. my biggest project right now is Other Lost Things, a sort of Six of Crows-inspired story about a bunch of magical teenagers running from their various pasts who band together temporarily in order to get to safety. things go wrong (or right, depending on how you look at it) from there.

my main dilemma right now is that i can either make a new blog or sideblog for my writing and keep it separate from my main, and run the risk of it boring me/not going anywhere, or i can mix it into my main and risk annoying people who came for fandom things.

i'm still not sure if i even want to bring that work to tumblr, i'm not really a huge fan of being a writeblr, but i don't know what else to do with myself at this point. this writer thing is hard enough and now you want me to do my own marketing?? gross.

so, uh, thoughts? i'm not going to make a poll right now, just, if you made it to the end of this, consider letting me know if you'd vibe with hearing me talk about my other wips sometimes.

[thingscanalwaysgetworse]

So uh this blog is a mess. Basically just making this post to say that I’m going to make a new blog, and I will post the new blog name here are as soon as I get it set up.

After I set it up, I probably will not be active on this blog anymore. I say “probably” because I’m not planning on deleting this blog (at least not right now), and i will still check back once in a while, but I’m not going to be making new posts from this blog. Except for the next (and final) post on this blog which is just so I can post the new blog url